Yesterday I looked in the mirror and noticed how much my body has changed since I had Ella. Sadly it hasn’t changed for the better. I look worse than I did hours after I gave birth.
My excuse? I eat too much and don’t exercise AT ALL. (Mmmm, taco dip! Pizza! Ice Cream! Butter! I’ll have a stick and a half, thanks!)
I’ve always been pear-shaped, heavier in my ass region and fairly slender through my waist. Now I’m even MORE pear-shaped, but my waist isn’t what you’d describe as “slender.” I’m lumpy and squishy and uncomfortable in my own skin.
I have pockets of flub in places I’ve never had it before. Backfat, backfat. Backfat, backfat. I’ve got backfat, loaded up with things and nick nac’s, too. Anything that you might need, I’ve got inside for you.
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So why am I showing off my less than flattering goods? Making you hurl your last meal? (Sorry about that, by the way.) I’m tired of looking like this, feeling like this, eating like this. The other day I read this post by Mrs. Flinger about her “one day diets” and it made so much sense. I cannot completely cut out all the foods I love and change the way I eat forever, every single day, for the rest of my life. In the past I’ve cut out FAT or CARBS, but I know deep down that I can’t do that again, at least not everyday for all of eternity. Also, I hate when you’re dieting and “cheat” and then feel so guilty and certain that the extra helping of Chubby Hubby is why Guissepe and Pierre just won’t go away.
But I can go on a series of “one day diets.” I can eat healthy TODAY. I can eat less TODAY. I could do 10 sit-ups TODAY. Maybe tomorrow I can eat healthy, too. And maybe I could walk for 20 minutes AND do 10 sit-ups.
I started yesterday by just eating less. Instead of finishing everything on my plate and then whatever Carson didn’t eat and then a few more bites while I’m putting everything back in the fridge, I just ate a smaller portion. I drank more water than usual.
Today I’m on a diet again.
And hopefully tomorrow, too.